Seeing Lu Kejun's reaction, she felt reassured and paused before continuing to brainwash her, "You're right, Wen Zhan has indeed suffered a lot in this marriage. The pain of unrequited love can only be understood by him—so, now is the time for you to rescue him."
Lu Kejun asked with a hoarse voice, pitifully, "Then... how can I help him?"
She wasn't talking about helping Mu Wanqing, but about helping Wen Zhan.
But Mu Wanqing didn't care about that.
Feeling somewhat excited, she steadied herself and explained, "I had packed my bags, ready to move out, but Wen Zhan had someone confine me at home, not letting me leave—can you think of a way to get me out?"
Lu Kejun thought briefly, "It shouldn't be difficult, right? I'll come over to your place, and you can just get in my car and leave. Would they dare to stop my car?"
"Are you sure it will work?"
"Of course. Who doesn't know about my relationship with Wen Zhan?"
Mu Wanqing was annoyed by this remark, but she ignored it again.